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February 4, 2007 at 10:32 pm
Heather Blakey
Oh my goodness Carol. I WANT it
This is absolutely wonderful and is in the spirit of the whole task. I can imagine this trunk filled with memories and stories that could be pulled out and lead to joyful reverie. Stunning!
February 4, 2007 at 10:36 pm
quinncreative
What a great trunk! I can see it in Europe and on the Silk Roads. What MUST there be buried deep within the grain!
February 5, 2007 at 12:27 am
lorigloyd
Awesome. What hopes and dreams did the woman in the image have, I wonder? And what stories could we each derive from this simple image? This image belongs on the Box of Wonder as a writing prompt!
February 5, 2007 at 1:25 pm
amazonratz
Oooh, that lends itself to all sorts of wonderful stories. I agree with Lori, it needs to be a writing prompt. karen
February 5, 2007 at 11:17 pm
lorigloyd
Carol, do you know the history of this trunk or anything about the people in the photos? (Thanks for providing the close-ups).
February 6, 2007 at 9:33 pm
jan2
Amazing.
February 7, 2007 at 2:07 am
Literary Bohemian
Oooh! I’m instantly intrigued.
February 8, 2007 at 6:58 am
Susan Preston
What great pictures, I love going back in history.I have not forgotten about “my footprint” I am still trying to work out my amater effort and get it together. susan preston
February 8, 2007 at 7:31 am
cronelogical
My trunk is far away in the basement of my son’s house in Canada but how much it has told me: The deeds to great-grandfather’s land, the land my uncle left, the photos of the old house, now long gone, the flint arrows from the lake. ¥our trunk reminded me and hopefully I’ll go again and sort. Fran